A few months ago I made the difficult decision to sell Honey for a number of reasons, the main one being that she bullied everyone else. With older and younger sheep in a field together a bit of posturing is to be expected, but Honey seemed to go out of her way to cause trouble. It was one of those decisions that never occurs to you, and once it does it's like a weight has lifted from your shoulders. I waited to sell her until we had some lambs ready to go too so she wasn't on her own.
Two of the pet lambs were in this batch too - Brown-Faced Lamb and Miss Piggy.
Honey marked and ready to go.
The marker was fresh on their wool and got yellow and blue everywhere. (Our unofficial colours for the sale ring are blue and yellow - a wonderful coincidence that they mix to form green.)
The pet lambs may have been shorter in stature but they were rounder.
We drove to the saleyard, about twenty-five minutes away, and when we arrived we waited for the opportune moment to join the queue. I opened the side door of the trailer to check on everyone.
All had arrived safely.
Miss Piggy and the Brown-Faced Lamb were the first of the pet lambs to go this year.
Honey had never been away from home before.
She came over for scratches.
Her companions didn't, but then they weren't pets.
One last look at Honey.
She was sold for breeding, so she's out there somewhere...
Pip turns seven today, and as is the same every year, the local council put on an air show just for her! We drove up to the top of the hill to watch. We were slightly late, having been busy with over fifty bales of silage, so we unfortunately missed the Red Arrows.
The view from up here was spectacular.
Suddenly the town was shrouded in smoke...
...and the first plane appeared.
Then another. The clouds were such that one moment it looked like a beautiful day...
...and another it was about to pour rain upon us. But we were lucky. It only rained once we'd already gotten inside.
There were lots of boats on the sea to watch.
We may have missed the Red Arrows but this little plane was a Red Arrow all of its own!
A great display.
Pip really enjoyed all of the attention she got while we were waiting for the planes.
On the way back to the yard I caught a few snaps. Rosie: